Angie delivered a punch to a man's face. He staggered back with a bleeding lip. Just as he was about to fall, Angie held his collar, pulling him closer with a glare.

“How could you let her in when you clearly know the rules? Rafael never lets anyone in.”

The man with the bleeding lip gasped in fear. “I'm sorry, madam, but she mentioned that you had summoned her and that Rafael needed to see her for an important reason.”

Angie frowned at his words. What a tricky little girl she was.

“And you believed her?” Angie questioned, her eyes growing colder.

The man hesitated before speaking. “Well... I heard...